* hiatus .

     Peter can't help the FIERY BLUSH that rages across his face, eyes blowing WIDE when his friend starts THROWING HIM UP IN THE AIR. What the HELL? He knows he's LIGHT but… this is BILLY, a NORMAL KID ( when he isn't flying around as SHAZAM! ) and he's just tossing him around… has Peter eaten today? He CAN'T REMEMBER. His crazy-high metabolism could have fucked up his weight even MORE than it already is, maybe. Hands come up to cover his face ( and the blush! ) as he GIGGLES like a fucking MANIAC.

          "BILLY! Oh my gOD, put me DOWN!" He yelps, breaking off into giggles again. His cheeks are red hot ( a mixture of embarrassment and SOMETHING ELSE ). He does nothing in the way of breaking free from the other's delighted tossing, but he does wiggle ( just a bit ) because he's EXTREMELY TICKLISH.